But Muffin Man earned a huge reward today.
Huge.
It's been a full week. A week I tell you! Every poop he's made during the past week has gone into the toilet without prompting from me or Mr. Spock. But...I don't want to jinx anything. You know how our children are. Blog about it and it's gone.
So he's earned his reward and he's oh-so-happy being a veterinarian. With a lab coat. And a stethoscope. And bandages. And an emesis tray.
But....shhhhhh! Don't tell anyone!
[whisper]Not a word![/whisper]
ReplyDeleteHooray!
ReplyDeleteCould you have a better Mother's Day gift than no poop to clean up?
ReplyDeleteYay! [shhhh]
[I felt exactly the same way about Lyra sleeping through the night...she started doing it almost two months ago, all on her own, but I have been reluctant to say anything for fear that would make it stop.]
Quiet cheers and celebration!
ReplyDelete[big stage whisper]That's fantastic! Yay, Muffin Man! Happy Mothers' Day, Liz! [/whisper]
ReplyDeleteCongrats!
ReplyDeletesaw ya at jo(e)'s
ReplyDeletei agree that it's too funny that we SAY it and then the complete opposite happens.. i don't even dare whisper these days lol
positive vibes comin at ya from new zealand !!!!!
Welcome kate5kiwis!
ReplyDelete